Were your parents abusive towards you?

Were your parents abusive towards you?

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Yes.

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No. But they should have been

I don't remember, nor do I care.

Probably yes.

psychologically
mom always told me that dad had other kids he loved more
dad always told me that mom is only using me to get back at him, that she didn't love me

No, they were and still are good parents

my dad was verbally abusive only. But quite the terror. He left for a while when I was about 2 or 3 and I was happy he was gone. But he's motivated me in some ways and fucked with my personality in others.

Nah. Mom only got violent when I was a teenager and talked back. I deserved her slaps because I was being extra rude just to piss her off.
>tfw just re-actively grabbing her arm when she goes for the hit
>says "let go of my arm"
>do it
>she hits me
what the fuck

no

My mother hit me with wooden spoons and my father has still never said a kind word to me.

Nope. Not once.

My dad beat me savagely with a belt and slapped me across the face for kissing girls back after they kissed me.

In first grade.

On Valentine's Day.

With no explanation as to what I did wrong.

Coupled with other incidents where he'd slap me for my brother waking him up, I'm starting to think he just enjoyed hitting people.

Only when I was a little asshole I would get hit but this was for mostly doing stupid shit

Nope I got tendies everytime I was a good boy.

kids are the only things you can hit and get away with it.
can't hit women, can't hit cripples, can't hit retards, but you can hit kids. but they're all equal in the eyes of the law, they're special and to be protected, given special privileges. except this one point, where you can hit your kid.

I'm not against hitting kids, don't get me wrong, I mean we should be able to hit all faggots because if we're all the same, all americans, all equal, and they deserve a smack, they should fucking get the smack.

I used to do that when my dad used the cable. I'd stop that thing mid air with my bare hand or let it wrap around my arm and instantly let my recently gained pride be swept with a flawless hit after letting go.

cant hit kids anymore since late 90s/early 2000's

Are you southern European by any chance?

Does this coincide with the rise of children diagnosed with autism and add/adhd?

Kinda, my mom came from a broken home, my dad did too.

My mom was more emotionally abusive and supressive towards me and my brothers because she had a bunch of bad relationships and was molested by her dad at a young age.

I think she had just just cause my dad had a porn addiction and obviously had problems in the bedroom, and she was just using us kids as an outlet to try to find some self worth.

My dad wasn't really there for the family either, eventually he bailed on us.

I've since moved out and distanced myself from them. Is till call my mom cause she's my mom but I don't prioritize them.

It kinda fucked up one of my only relationships though so I dunno where I'm at. I carried a lot of heavy shit from the experiences I had growing up cause my mom and dad both set up bad expectations about how to date and look for a partner.

That's partially my fault too for not taking initiative but it really does hurt in the long run when you aren't living in a stable home.

I wonder if there's an actual correlation here.

I have Hispanic parents. My dad also used the cable, but used the end of a component cable. Kinda like a ghetto cat'o nine tails. Mom would beat the fuck out of me and make me bleed from lacerations cause I didnt know how to ride a bike.

Maybe, but I definitely know it correlates with the sense of entitlement with young kids. It's common to see a kid disrespect an adult and no one does anything

I got beaten by everyone, parents, siblings, Teachers, mostly teachers.

It was illegal but it was still routine. Cunts.

yes, my stepmon :(

Cps said that my mom was abusive, said it was not right for her to do the things she did. Man, I really miss my mom jerkijerking me off, letting me fuck her.

CPS ruined me more than her riding me did.

My dad would mercilessly beat me at random with often no warning. He would usually be so nice up until he would just turn on me and kick the living shit out of me.

>6
push n' grab for brats not harsh physical force; if your parent/s have ever beating you physically whipped slapped etc. then they never deserved the ability to spawn

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alcoholic mom. long history of child abuse

Yes, and it taught me to not be a wretched lil shit, not to fear my parents like a pussy

Verbally yes.

I was just on the phone with my Dad this evening.

He's driving through a bad part of town where he knows there is no service.

Garbled transmission, can't really hear him.

Finally decipher a very pissed off, emotional, "Hell-o-o?" from him. Hard to describe but there is acid in his voice, an accusation in his words.

I said, rather testily, "I'm here" because I mean shit, it's not my fucking fault your service is bad, don't get mad at me.

That did it. He literally blew his top and started chewing me out over the phone.

I'm 27 by the way.

Thankfully, his words cut out from his terrible service. It was pure bliss not to have to listen to him or get dragged down in the mire of another one of his pissy arguments that happen out of the blue, through no fault of my own, all the damn time.

Physically, I haven't had it as bad as kids that get hit, I realize that. But an emotionally abusive parent is absolute hell.

>rarely ever got spanked
>turned out alright
>brother got beat fairly often
>became white trash
Hmm.

My father beat me with a horse whip becuase i didnt bring him a glass of water

I kinda feel ya user
my mom had the spine if a dish rag cause she let my step dad treat me like shit, he was a pathetic drunk and the day he died I celebrated it with my buddies who where my real family

Father was a shizo alcoholic, Mother was a Meth addict.

fun times

the mental and emotional can be just as bad man

Black user here..

Parents BTFO of me anytime I fucked up or if there was a long lapse since I got my ass whipped.

Haven't had anything worse than a speeding ticket.

I'm 34, and I think I've beat the statistic for men in my demographic

Thanks user. I don't talk about this to anyone. Maybe I should go to therapy. Thanks for listening.

It's nice to grow up in a household with two parents, my parents got divorced when I was young so I've never really known what that's like. Sounds like yours did it to better you and not out of anger and hate like the bitterness my Dad used to treat my brother and I with. Swear to god we'd visit him on the Wednesdays and the weekend and he'd take us home and fucking ignore us while he jerked off on the computer while we were watching TV in the same room.

I'd say yes. Here are a few of the things I considered abusive about my relationship with my father.

>> He once kicked me in the balls while he was wearing cowboy boots so hard I was lifted about a foot off the ground.

>> He once hit me in the back of the head with my little league bat. He didnt go all out, obviously, but he still hit me from behind with a bat.

>> Held me down with my arms pinned under his knees and punched me until my super mild mannered step-mom jumped on him and distracted him enough for me to run away.

>>Sucker punched me in the face when I was on my way out the door for finals in High School. Then he asked me to stay home because he didnt want anyone to see the black eye he'd given me. I told him he had to accept responsibility for his actions and went in to school anyways.

>>Backfisted me right in the nose when I stopped off from walking home from school to play some sandlot baseball. That was the first time he hit me.

There were a few other borderline abusive things he did, and he was surely an asshole emotionally and mentally, but some times I deserved some punishment. After all, I sure as fuck did not respect him when he started treating me that way.

I don't consider any of the spankings/groundings/yelling-ats that I got to be abusive.

Dad never hit me.
Mom on the other hands used to hit me / throw at me anything at hand. flower pots/rocks included.

My father was a violent alcoholic. He would come home drunk and pull us out of bed. He would then beat us till we were unconscious because "it was fun".

I remember when I was about 4 - not even in kindergarden yet. And I took some blankets out of a box in my closet. At 4, I already knew my father would look under the bed and in the closet. But he did not look inside a box inside the closet - especially with blankets on top of the box.
So whenever his drunken yelling would wake me up, I would hide inside the box with the blankets on top. He never found me.

It kinda tells you what kind of man he was when he would drunkenly look for a 4 year old to beat unconscious.

But the abuse didn't stop with that.
He would put us to work in the woods after school. We would work until nightfall, shower, eat dinner and then have to stay up till midnight or 1am to finish our homework.

Usually, we were carrying firewood out of the woods. But every year, we would cut, haul, and stack about 3 years of firewood and leave 2 years worth to rot. We did this year after year.

My father's idea of study was flashcards. Rote memorization was big with him. He would put stuff on flash cards and then flash them so fast you barely had time to read it. No matter how fast I responded, it was never fast enough, and he would put me in a corner with just the flashcards for hours at a time to "memorize them some more".
Followed by 5 minutes of flashing the cards faster than anybody could read them. Followed by 2 more hours facing a corner memorizing the flash cards.

He also liked object lessons in pain. His motto was (and he told me this directly),
>Fear and pain are the only two things you need to raise a child.
>cause enough pain and fear alone works fine
>but you have to give an occasional object lesson to keep the memory fresh

My father hit me with objects like belt buckles, pitch forks, shovels, darts, and even an axe.

I was removed from my home because my parents are abusive

The autism is possibly a coincidence, but the ADD/ADHD is definitely related. Almost all children diagnosed with this shit dont really have it and are just stupid kids that cant pay attention. Nothing makes them learn to pay attention more than slapping them.

physically, no. mentally, yes. Alcoholic father. nothing was ever good enough and I would never be as good as him.

Calls me 2 - 3 times a month for money. He thinks I make 40K a year and just scrape by. I pull about twice that and drive a piece of shit Mazda to his house when I visit. I drive my BMW on the regular. Fuck that asshole piece of shit. My 2 siblings and I help him as little as possible. Will see his house burn when he's gone or in the cheapest nursing home we can find. Doesn't even know his G-kids names.

My mother used to make me kneel kn a bag of uncooked rice. Wooden spoons, had a paddle named attention, hours of sitting in a corner at a time.. she left when I was 8. My dad did none of that shit.

I got hit by my parents all the time, but it was mostly because i "did" something wrong...basically for making any mistake any kid does.

spilled juice? spank
take too long to eat? spank
didnt deliver a message? spank

I got hit with everything. from belts to shoes, antennas and wires.

haha! get pranked

He used to tell us horror stories about what would happen if we told the police, school officials, or get any authority involved. He used to tell us we would never be real men if we didn't just take his abuse. We all grew up terrified of authority figures - not just him. We all "knew" we would be turned into some foster parents sex toys - raped a dozen times a night for some pimp - without him.

For all the times he told us we were wussies, sissies, and not manly if we ever called any authorities. It was funny. Flash forward a dozen years, he makes some comment that sets me off, I go to beat the living shit out of him.... and he runs straight to the phone and threatens to call the police if I even touch him.

That's when I realized my father was not a man at all.
...never was.

My dad hit me a few times and I got spanked and shit when I was little, but this... He was abused physically by his dad so I think he had a kind of line he wouldn't cross, but he absolutely destroyed me emotionally. As a 10 or 11 year old kid he'd regularly get me curled up in a ball crying and just laugh at me and make fun of me

My dad made me sleep in the garage. In the winter. Without a blanket.

Absolutely a true story

He also belted me quite often on the back

My mother is verbally abusive. I'm 20, and I still feel like I shouldn't do things without her permission. I'm fucked up.

dunno why ur confused. u got the shit beaten out of you bc u deserved it

Coda, one time we were talking - this was late in his life when he couldn't walk much anymore.
He admitted to me that the real reason we cut all that wood, was because he hated home life. He hated having a big family. The only reason we existed was to make our mother happy. He did it to stay out of the house as much as possible. He hated the home scene with wife and kids.

eh i was raised by my grandparents, but then again in this new generations simply getting spanked is considered abuse so idk.

Why don't you kill him? But do it slowly.

eh i remember my grand father making me pick a switch from the maple tree in our front yard then giving us "red striped stockings"

I had great parents. Sorry you all are so fucked up.

No. My dad hit me with his belt a couple times when I was very little, but it was never that hard. My mom slapped me across the face when I was in about first grade once, but that was because I'd twisted a girl's arm (it was the first time I was told about the 'no hitting girls' rule, but to be honest the bitch fucking asked me to do it).

My dad tends to get rather irrationally angry on occasion, and that's become a family trait as I've developed the same behavior. We snap and start arguments over stupid shit. In a particular instance when I was little I wanted a glass of water and since I could reach up there I asked my dad and he for some reason said no and I said 'mommy told me I could have water' and he went beserk and said that he didn't care what she thinks. I attribute that douchy act as marital problems or something at the time, but most of the time I assume his problems lay within the fact that he served in Vietnam and has suffered PTSD.

Those events are stick out to me and I remember them so clearly, because I otherwise had a very nice childhood and my parents have always been great.

i did get physically punished one or twice , nothing too severe though

I hope he was raped at some point in his life

Me
I'm not fucked up. Not anymore. I sure as shit was until about my mid 20's though. Then I truly came to understand that he was just an asshole. I can't be bothered to be fucked up over something someone else did. There's more than enough of the stuff we fuck up ourselves to worry about than to be worrying about someone else's fuck ups.

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right everything was great until you fucked up. then shit got crazy. i understand completely. some how i feel better off for the experience strangely enough.

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